Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

had heard about

think twice about taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him

doubted Hugh’s

too, would be afraid of someone with such

sense if he

person like him appear in

noticed that I am the one watching you from the private room on

Bar.”

explained as if he’d sensed the confusion Jane

“Okay!”

wonder Jane felt the same danger coming

shot like you following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t like those

had already

exploring the escape

was not a word she had in her dictionary after

idea.

standing before

away wasn’t such a bad idea in certain

Hugh Croft

a person

sudden question caught

idea what you’re

what I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed yourself. You are

am, too. You should have felt the sense

had already exposed her, there was no point

could have her investigated with a snap of his

you

sign an agreement with you,

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

it sound familiar to

announced the search for people with Omega type blood in the Darknet to have an

sudden. Let me think about

was definitely her

incredibly good–looking, powerful, and came

every rose has its

spend the rest of her life

wanted to be in love, being with someone like Hugh Croft was

losing her life by the side of a man like Hugh

she should

leave

silence enveloped both

concise and in a pleasant

was at a loss for words on how she

perhaps? Or

that Jane might not understand

come easily out of

with whom

one of

was like an

time he set his eyes on

had imprinted

her drove

because they had

perhaps they were the same type

was the wound that had frozen their heart that drove

“Okay!”

both her number and

not that she did

The reason was simple.

kept it from him, he

be able to dig

never liked pointless

scanned through

a simple user name, which spelled

picture of The Simpsons family of five as

only had a full mark “”

display picture was

you. If there’s nothing else, I’ll

proposal, I’ll think about it.

to keep her distance from this dangerous person as

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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